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He could feel his balls tightening, and he heard Tilly cry out as he found himself gripping the cheeks of her ass.
“Come for me, baby,” Logan urged tautly.
She moaned.
“Now.”
His name came out as one last moan, and then she was sobbing and shuddering, her body obeying his command as the sticky, creamy essence of her orgasm flowed out of her pussy and coated his still-thrusting cock in the process. It was like having her heat wrap itself all over him—
His.
Her cum was all his.
Only one who would ever make her cum was him.
The possessive thought was the final push, and Logan expelled his breath in a low, gritty hiss as his cock started pumping its load inside of her, huge amounts of cum that her pussy was soon unable to take everything in, and he heard Tilly whimper as it started dripping down her legs.
Tilly’s arms went around his neck just as her legs locked around his waist, her eyes sweeping close as she savored the shudders of his big, strong frame.
If only this could last forever, this one moment where the two of them felt one and impossible to break apart.
I love you.
It hurt not to say it.
I love you so much.
But she knew it would hurt even more if her love would ever end up holding him back.
Chapter 18
“What do you think, Billie?” Tilly was asking her younger sister as they joined the billionaire for breakfast on one Saturday morning. “Mr. Hardwall is asking me out on a date.”
Logan managed not to roll his eyes at the primness of her tone. Listening to her, no one would probably believe him if he had said that just this morning, the very same woman had slipped into his bedroom to gave him the most unforgettable wake-up call, rousing the billionaire out of his sleep with his cock in her mouth.
The memory of Tilly taking all of his cum into her throat had Logan shifting on his seat just as his gaze accidentally collided with his wife’s mini-me. He saw the way Billie was looking at him, almost as if debating how much she could get out of the billionaire, and he raised a brow. Have you forgotten about the time I caught you watching TV at 4AM…and I didn’t tell your sister about it?
Billie quickly turned back to Tilly, saying earnestly, “You should say yes.”
The billionaire glanced down at his phone to hide his smirk.
“He’s already like a big brother to me,” the girl was saying before smiling up at Logan like butter wouldn’t ever melt in her mouth. “Right, Mr. Hardwall?”
He smiled back at her. “That’s correct, and you should start calling me Logan.”
Her eyes seemed to purposely widen. “Are you sure?”
“I’d consider it an honor if you did,” he told her gravely. “Like I told you before, I truly want you and your sister to be a permanent part of my life—”
Overkill, he heard Tilly cough under her breath, but he ignored this.
“And since you already think I’m your big brother…”
The younger girl grinned. “Good point. I’ll start calling you Logan then, and maybe…” Her voice turned sly. “Soon, people might change the way they call my sister, too.”
Tilly frowned. “Change how?”
“Oh, you know, from Ms. Wakefield to Mrs. Hardwall?”
The billionaire struggled to keep a straight face as Tilly sputtered in disbelief, but when Liam, who was seated in his high chair next to his soon-to-be-ex-nanny, started imitating Tilly’s sputtering, Logan’s broad shoulders began to shake with uncontrollable mirth while Billie practically fell out of her seat laughing.
“No, Liam,” Tilly was pleading with the toddler. “You shouldn’t be making fun of Nanny, too.”
The little boy frowned up at her. “Nanny?”
“Mama,” Billie whispered.
Liam’s chubby face brightened. “Mama!”
Little she-devil really had a good head on her shoulders, he reflected approvingly, seeing the way the girl had one-upped her sister. It was a good thing the brat was on his side, and another good thing, Logan thought, was how his life had turned out in recent days.
It had been two weeks since the incident with Claudette, now no longer in his employ…as well as being on the wrong end of the billionaire’s legal team.
That night, while an exhausted Tilly had fallen asleep in his bed, the billionaire had checked his phone as was his habit, and it was then he had seen Charlotte’s message.
He had been able to put one and one together after that, realizing how Claudette must’ve seen his friend’s message, hence that damning scene she had contrived in front of Tilly and the press.
And if he had been married to any other woman, the billionaire brooded, things could’ve easily gone Claudette’s way, and that staged kiss would’ve effectively thrown a wedge between Tilly and him.
Instead, it had backfired, with Tilly trusting his word without a qualm, and things had actually turned for the better after the incident.
